Not much has happened since my last post. I needed to take a break form all the extra curricular activities that were going on......you know...the whole space boy-underwater-cowboy. The imagination went blank as my last post only contained a picture of me as a ultra-omega-36th level-reacher in the game called frogger. Yeah.......you're probably asking about the suit then huh? well, if you go back one post you'll notice it has reflecting shields (which are actually my mom's christmas lights) that are used in the advance levels where you have to fight the ultra lord--------known as big wheeler fo-sheal-er------. If you've never reached that level....we'll you're not doing a very good job with the thing called............"imagination".
Work has been pretty boring....although I wouldn't know too much about anything else regarding work because I am usually never here. I tend to leave around say 50 minutes after arriving......and everyday it's the same question for the poor co-worker that has to put up with my shit............it's goes a little something....like this......."sooooo ummmm........you think it's cool if I take of early?"............and that my friends is my saying for "you know I'm gonna leave right now don't you....I mean I've been asking you the same question now for three weeks straight...when are you gonna just say "ANthony! get the fudge out of here you've been working for like 40 minutes...that's way too long for you".
yes..............it's a glorious thing.
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i wonder what he's gonna do with that finger....that's right old man....you're a sick pervert standing next to a half naked astro boy.
www.myscifiworld.com has some really cool action figures......someday when i'm old my studio will be filled with old 50's and 60's sci-fi action figures....why because I'll need someone(or something) to talk to. okay check out minira, he has radioactive smoke rings and a atmoic ray. How COOL IS THAT. Someday Minira, you will be on my shelf and I shall have to settle you down everyday so you don't blow atomic radioactive smoke rings into my face while I am painting.
Does anyone actually read this? because I really do feel like i'm talking to myself.....and.....that................it's getting really quiet...............CAN SOMEONE LEAVE A MESSAGE FOR ME?!
I wonder if there's people out there in blogger land that write really creepy stuff, just waiting for someone to notice them.............................for instance I would love to see some picked-on grade schooler, who has terrets, post something like, "Today....FUCKKKK..I cut my toenails.....MOTHER, SHIT FACE ASS..with hedge clippers............picked off some scabs......ate them..ASSSSSS ..broke my FUCK FUCK dog's leg..........then I baked a SHIT!!!!!!!!cake for my teacher and sprinkled them in between the layers along with fecal matter..........he hehehhe hehehhhhehee hhee hheeee" (that was suppose sinister laugh) kinda looks la-LA-La-LAME!!!!!!!
time for a picture?
Okay kid..first off......paper towel rolls do not go into space..(it's a well known fact that you first have to cover the entire paper roll with glitter.).so you should just stop what you're doing and realize that paper towel rolls DO NOT go into space let alone higher than 3 ft. into a trash can.....second of all check out your friend Kirby in the background, you see what happened to him when you told him to try this experiment......SCOLDED, he got kicked out of school thanks to you.....your teacher is only winding his wrist watch to give him a 10 second lead before he beats the shit out of him.................that's not an "A" he's marking in the grade book.....And you see your "friend" Billy in the background with the blue shirt....well...........he just realized you guys were retarded...............now he's going to go get high in behind the bleachers.....so can you finally see what harm you've caused by thinking that your little "rocket ships" will venture off into space. A kid gets yelled at and you've influenced drugs upon little Billy. ALSO ......dude, are you afraid that "half of a red easter-egg" cap is going to somehow break mid-way in space and randomly poke your eye out? Do yourself a favor, get some lightening bolts buzzed in the sides of your head, grow out a rat tail.......and buy yourself a pair of converse......
now you see your friend Lydia has it all figured out. See the glitter.
you can see little Billy eyeing the glue......he's already realized something is wrong with your plan and has moved on to plan "B".
im such a dick sometimes, actually I take that back......i'm a fuggin' looser who makes fun 6th graders behind their backs. LIBERY CENTRAL SCHOOLS SUCK ASSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
CLASS OF 81 RULLLLESSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! god i'm so lonely.
Everyone should watch Aqua Teen Hunger Force
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